The white-clothed monk approached menacingly, Xu Fengnian's face was a little embarrassed, he was not afraid, but he was inevitably a little guilty. Any father in the world, who wouldn't be annoyed that someone dared to deceive the bastard who kidnapped his daughter? When Li Dongxi ran away from home and sneaked out of the Liangchan Temple to walk the rivers and lakes, carrying a small two hundred taels of silver in her pocket, it must have been accumulated by her father for many years while teaching scriptures in the temple. Drink, you will soon be too poor. I guess this heroine slipped her tongue when she got home and made the white-clothed monk bear a grudge? Xu Fengnian was wronged, so he had to force himself to smile, making up his mind that he would not fight back if he was beaten or scolded. The monk in white was walking fast, and there was actually a woman behind him. She was not very beautiful, and the makeup was a little thicker. It turned out that Li Dongxi put half a catty of rouge on his face in Wutong Courtyard. Learn the origin. The white-clothed monk hurriedly came to Xu Fengnian, pointed at Xu Fengnian's nose, and asked the teacher: "My daughter Dongxi and my apprentice Nanbei, I heard that you thought there were two too many meals earlier, so I drove them to Xishu and Nanzhao , this is how you Qingliangshan treat guests? If I look back and see that my daughter has lost a few pounds, do you believe that I will go to your door to scold the street?"
The woman who came to the side of the monk in white first smiled at Xu Fengnian, then pulled Li Beangxin's monk's robe, and said in a low voice: "What if I don't have mine, I have to call myself a poor monk. I will tell you when I return to the mountain." How many times has it been said that a master must have the demeanor of a master. Don’t things always say what is the name of the swordsman who traveled with her back then, Lao Huang? She can tell the identity of a master at a glance? Beware Li, you again Look at you, is it plausible?"
The white-clothed monk was obviously still angry, snorted coldly, but changed his words slightly: "Believe it or not, the poor monk went to Qingliang Mountain to scold and roll around? The poor monk just didn't bring the knife that has been sharpened countless times..."
The woman should be more sophisticated than her own man, she coughed, interrupted the white-clothed monk's threatening words, turned her head and explained to Xu Fengnian with a smile: "My lord, don't listen to this bald nonsense, there is no such thing as a knife or a knife, in fact It’s the tool used by the old abbot in our temple to chop firewood. Her father just misses the old bald head... oh no, he misses his master, so he takes it out to sharpen the knife from time to time, for fear of rusting. The old abbot didn’t keep it. What to buy is just a hatchet, a hand-copied Diamond Sutra, and the big jar for washing hands after returning from daily work. Alas, the hatchet and scriptures are okay, just take it when you take it. It was a bit heavy, so I had to put it in the temple and not move it, otherwise our future dowry would have one more item... "
The monk in white said helplessly: "There is no reason to use the water tank as a daughter's dowry."
The woman rolled her eyes and said: "How many celebrities and scholars in Jiangnan Road like to make pots with mud from the bottom of the tank? It's worth a lot of money!"
Xu Fengnian smiled and echoed: "Yes, I once saw Lu Lao Shangshu, the Ministry of Rites of the Lu family in Jiangnan, used a famous pot. It was when I went to the Liangchan Temple to burn incense in the early years, I changed the way to ask the old abbot for ten. Made of a few catties of mud."
The woman suddenly opened her eyes and smiled, and she became more and more pleasing to the eyes of this unassuming young vassal king, "Yes, yes, yes!"
Then she glared at the monk in white and said, "Speak well, don't hurt your temper!"
Li Danxin patted his bald head, saying that one thing is one thing, and the daughter-in-law speaks, which is more effective than the imperial decree.
At this time, Han Gui managed to intervene, Jishou saluted and said: "Han Gui, who is watching Han Gui on the green mountain of Xiaozhu Peak in the poor way, has long been fascinated by the Wuchan monk."
Li Danxin looked at this Wudang Taoist priest who was not well-known before the Buddhist and Taoist dispute. It's the third game on the last day, so I hope that Zhenren Han will show mercy."
Han Gui smiled and said, "Poverty Daoist can't really be called a real person. The monks of the two meditations can just call him Taoist Han."
Li Danxin laughed and said: "Taoists and Taoists, people who have attained the Tao, Taoists and priests, people who have proved the Tao, real people, people who seek the truth. It is better for the poor monk to call you Han Zhenren. If Wang Chonglou is here, the poor The monk might as well call Taoist Wang, if Hong Xixiang stands in front of him, then he should really call him Taoist Hong."
Han Gui smiled without saying a word.
Li Danxin glanced at Han Gui's clear eyes, restrained his sharpness, and said softly: "Your Wudang is really different from Longhu Mountain. If those Huangzi nobles hear this, don't talk about the old people of the Xizi generation. Taoist priests, even those of the Ningzi generation, should be furious right now."
Han Gui calmly said: "It's not that Wudang Taoist priests have a cleaner mind than Longhushan Tianshifu. It's just that the two mountains have different paths to practice, but they end up with the same goal in the end. Master Pindao and Wang Zhangjiao are very good at Longhushan. Zhao Xituan, with great respect, invited the old master to come to Wudang to discuss Taoism several times. Every time the old master passed through Beiliang, he never refused because of his different background. Pindao listened twice to Mr. Zhao's words about the combination of the three religions. One, it benefits a lot.”
The white-clothed monk asked with a smile: "If the poor monk remembers correctly, it was you Wudang Lu Zu who first advocated the unity of the three religions? Then whose one is it?"
Without thinking about it, Han Gui blurted out: "Lu Zu once said that the Tao is the same, and this is the root of the unity of the three religions. With a simple view of the poor and the Tao, I don't know what is true, but I know what is wrong. It is this oneness, which may not be in Zen meditation. In the hands of eminent monks who have no Zen in the depths, it may not be on Wudang Mountain, which coincides with the extermination of Buddhism, and it may not be among those mountaineering scholars who have read poems and books and are best at talking."
Li Danxin touched his bald head again, with admiration in his eyes, nodded, and apologized: "The poor monk tried three times for being rude, don't blame Han Zhenren."
Han Gui smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay."
A group of people climbed the mountain together, and the monk in white chatted casually with Han Gui about the customs of Wudang. There was neither Buddhist nor Taoist mystery. The monk in white deliberately ignored Xu Fengnian, probably because he was afraid that he couldn't help but look for a knife to chop someone up again? When a man meets someone who robs his daughter-in-law, he will kill someone with a knife without saying a word. The girl's mother's attitude has changed. At this time, Li Dongxi's mother, or the teacher's wife of the little monk from the north and the south, was very kind to Xu Fengnian. Although it was not the way a mother-in-law looked at her son-in-law with joy, it was like meeting someone who had a little affection for her daughter-in-law on the road. Thoughtful young people of the younger generation may not be so deliberately enthusiastic, but they will definitely not treat them with a low face. The woman's heart is also boundless, and at first she held her posture a little bit. After all, the young man in front of her was the number one person in the Northwest Chongfan, but it soon became a matter of course, and she started nagging her parents and complaining to Beiliang. It's really expensive to spend money, especially when you brought back a lot of rouge powder from Beiliang, which was already used up, but now she went to the Youzhou shop to see that the price is really expensive.
Speaking of this, the woman thanked Xu Fengnian very much, saying that the girl didn't know the importance of things back then, and when she left Qingliangshan Palace, she accepted so many expensive gifts in one go, and then the woman laughed to herself, calmly It would be absolutely impossible to ask her to pay back the money now, and she left in a hurry this time and didn't bring a gift in return, and the family savings had already been wiped out by her. Xu Fengnian listened to the woman who was not shy about revealing her shortcomings, and the smile on Xu Fengnian's face never broke. It was strange that the little Taoist Tong Qingxin, who pricked up his ears to listen to the movement on both sides, was a Taoist priest and a famous master. It was strange enough that the white-clothed monk of the "flesh body Bodhisattva" could get along well with that woman.
Li Dangxin, a white-clothed monk, is the most important figure in the controversy of Lianhua Peak. As the abbot of the contemporary two Buddhist temples, he is the leader of Buddhism in the world, and Xu Fengnian is also the first-class guest of Wudang. Originally, I didn’t have the habit of assigning grades to people, but soon Wudang Mountain discovered that they don’t pay attention, but mountaineering visitors are the most particular about their minds. They learned from the guests that they belonged to Wudang Mountain. The Taoist Nine Palaces and Thirty-six Views have already had different seats in the Jianghu. Being able to stay in the Nine Palaces is the most important thing to show your official status and status in the Jianghu. Taking a rest in Baguan is also worthy of complacency. With the increase of pilgrims, especially the arrival of famous people from the two aristocratic families in Jiangnan and Huainan, many lower Baguans far away from the main peak are also overcrowded, so that they have to close their doors to thank visitors.
Just as Xu Fengnian and the monks in white walked in through the back door of the Ziyang Palace, a young boy with delicate features ran up to Han Gui in a hurry, and whispered with a mournful face: "Master Uncle Master Master Uncle Master, there are a group of new distinguished guests on the mountain. Daoist Zhanglu personally accompanied them to visit our main peak, and the guests were not like ordinary foreigners who made many demands. They didn’t have to rest on the mountain. They said they had booked a room at the small town inn at the foot of the mountain, but Daoist Zhanglu spoke personally. Let me tell you that these guests can’t be neglected. If we want to change, we can create three or four elegant rooms. My master and several uncles are dying of anxiety. It’s hard to find two rooms in Ziyang Palace. It really can't be done, and the Shenxiao Temple near the top of the mountain is also embarrassed, saying that even the firewood room has been vacated for guests, so there is no reason for us to let half of the guests stay on the mountain and the other go down the mountain, right?"
Xu Fengnian practiced knives on the mountain back then, and met most of the Taoist priests of the two generations of Qingning, and he had never forgotten it, so he asked with a smile: "Ning and Xiaodaochang, who is it that you have such a big face?"
At the beginning, the little Taoist once greeted the person in front of him at the gate of the mountain with the great uncle who was riding a bull. Naturally knowing Xu Fengnian's identity, the little Taoist hurriedly saluted and said: "Report to the lord, I heard that Master Qingfeng said that it is the Shangyin School." Mr. Han's student."
Xu Fengnian suddenly realized that he had previously received a spy from Liuzhou Qingcang City, saying that Mr. Han continued to travel westward to Mount Lantuo, but when he heard that Wudang Mountain was about to hold a Buddhist and Taoist contest, he sent several disciples back to Liangzhou to fight with him. Chang Sui, the Immortal of Wine who went to Jibei alone, met at Mount Wudang, and the old man only took his granddaughter Han Guoxiu and the escorts to continue the journey. At that time, Xu Fengnian only dared to hope that one of Han Guzi's disciples would stay in Beiliang. It would be best if it was Xu Huang, a master of military art, and Sima Can, a free-spirited vertical soldier, would also be good. Hearing this news now, Xu Fengnian felt a little regretful. If only one or two people came to Wudang Mountain, it was probably a certainty that they would serve Beiliang. It's cold in the north. Xu Fengnian sighed in his heart, and said with a smile: "Master Ning and Xiaodao, you go and tell your master, just say to give up the room of my king to these guests. It is not difficult for me to guess that there are two or three people in that room." .”
How dare the little Taoist take this.
Han Guirou said: "Ning He, just follow the lord's order, and also, give me and Qingxin's house to the guests..."
Before Han Gui finished speaking, the little Taoist said loudly: "Uncle Master, how can this be done? There are more than ten miles of mountain roads between Xiaozhufeng Qingshan Temple and Lianhua Peak! Qingxin... Every time Master Qingxin comes to Lianhua Peak to find Let's play... no, no, we came to Lianhua Peak to help our master and uncle borrow books, and we were too tired... "
The little Taoist priests of the Ning generation lowered their voices as they spoke, and Han Gui's apprentice, Qingxin Xiaodaotong, wanted to dig a hole in the ground and go down. It was over, and this time when he returned to Qingshan Temple, he would have to copy the classics ten times as a penalty.
The monk in white turned his head and said to his daughter-in-law: "Look at the juniors on other people's mountains, they are more towards their elders. Those little bald heads who play with stupid Nanbei are all thinking of cheating food and drinking at our house all day long."
The woman smiled and said, "That's wrong, it's clearly aimed at our daughter. The little monks I see on the road in the middle of the temple are so sloppy, but every time I go to our house, I don't wear freshly cleaned and tidy clothes." Monk robe?"
The monk in white was furious: "There is such a thing?!"
The woman rolled her eyes and said, "You just know?"
The white-clothed monk said angrily: "Those little bald heads just need to be beaten, and stupid Nanbei is even more stupid. Isn't this leading wolves into the house?!"
The woman said unhappily: "Knock it, knock it, it's good to knock out one epiphany, so as not to let you be the host who doesn't take money but only pays money."
In the end, Han Gui and Xiao Daotong went to live with a disciple of the Qing Dynasty who was a master of laws and regulations, Chen Yao, and Xu Fengnian stayed in the thatched hut in Xixiangchi in the middle of the mountain where he practiced knives for one night. Before going down the mountain, Xu Fengnian sent the monk in white When they got to the room where they stayed, Han Gui took the lead to say goodbye and leave. At this moment, everyone in Wudang Mountain was extremely busy. Apart from being responsible for bringing Xu Fengnian into Ziyang Palace, Han Gui actually had a lot of work to do. In fact, Taoist priests of all generations on the mountain are well aware that Han Gui will take on important responsibilities in the future. After all, even the old head teacher Wang Chonglou said that Han Gui's Taoist heart is the most stable, and even Hong Xixiang half-truthfully joked that there are many people on the mountain. Xiaozhu Peak of Osmanthus is the most suitable place for Han Gui, whose name contains the word Gui, to practice and enlightenment. And Chen Yao and Yu Xingrui, the two highest-ranking real people who are the only remaining fruits in Wudang Mountain, also value Han Gui, a junior who has nothing to do with the world.
Xu Fengnian sent him to the threshold, and the white-clothed monk suddenly turned around after pushing the door and asked, "Have you seen the poor monk's uncle?"
Xu Fengnian was stunned for a moment before he realized that he was talking about the Chicken Soup Monk at the foot of the Xiaolanda Mountain in the Western Regions. The old monk was the brother of the Holy Monk Nagarjuna. He nodded and said, "I can fight Tuoba Bodhisattva without dying..."
Li Beware waved his hand, "Everyone is dead, so who should I say good things to?"
Xu Fengnian was silent, speechless.
The white-clothed monk sighed, and said sadly: "But having said that, it is thanks to you that my uncle was able to lose the lotus in his heart. When I traveled thousands of miles west alone, my uncle was worried. His original intention was to go to that place in the Western Regions to pick me up and return to two places." The Zen monastery never thought about stopping for twenty years. The epiphany of the poor monk is not due to the master's experience. It's all right, one thing is one thing, and the girl's problem is not over. But the master I can drop the lotus, I have to thank you."
Li Xiaoxin lowered his head and clasped his hands together.
Xu Fengnian clasped his hands together and gently returned the salute.
When Xu Fengnian left, the monk in white closed the door, and the woman sat on a chair rubbing her calf and said with a smile: "There is only one girl, and the north and the south are stupid, after all, they would have been a family long ago. Well, if I had two Girlfriend will be fine."
Li Xiaoxin murmured in a low voice: "Even if there are two daughters, I'm not willing to be this kid's father-in-law! Once I see you, I'll take a broom and drive them away!"
The woman did not confront each other for the first time, and said softly: "I chatted with this child earlier, and I talked about our house being too playful. He chatted with me and said something casually, which is quite interesting. Yes, the general idea is that he was really stubborn when he was a child. When he was young, he would always dislike the restraint of his elders. Finally, when he grew up, he suddenly found that no one scolded him when he made a mistake. Instead, he missed him. I was a kid."
The monk in white leaned against the back of his chair, stroking his bald head.
For some reason, I also miss the scene where I was nagging my master in my ear when I was a child.
Before Xu Fengnian walked out of the Ziyang Palace, a Fushuifang spy leader and a school lieutenant with jurisdiction near Wudang Mountain showed up together. Both of them were dressed in casual clothes like ordinary pilgrims, and seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity Reporting the situation to the prince made Xu Fengnian look like a noble son traveling with his servants and slaves. There are no poor families in Ziyang Palace today. It is expensive, or it is Xu Huang Sima Can, who are confident enough to look down on princes and lords. It is said that even the eldest son of the governor of Hezhou and the daughter of the governor of Jizhou have climbed the mountain together, but they are still not allowed to stay in Ziyang Palace, but can only stay in Shenxiao Temple.
After hearing the brief and respectful reports from the two, Xu Fengnian didn't give any orders, and let them go about their own business as they approached the elephant washing pool. They didn't talk much, but the two were still very honored. Whether it was the deep spy of the city, or the real power captain known for his steady temperament, when they looked at each other and smiled, they couldn't hide their smiles. This kind of heartfelt and honorable attitude is the mentality of getting close to the big bosses in other official circles and getting acquainted with each other, which is actually very different. Xu Fengnian revisited his old place, only to find that the Xixiang Pool, which was quiet and uninhabited back then, was so bustling and bustling, it could be said to be shoulder to shoulder. After asking, he found out that there seemed to be two people who were going to compete on the boulder in the pool. The rules are very simple. Whoever falls from the rock into the pool loses. Xu Fengnian couldn't make it to the edge of the pool, so he could only stand fifty steps away from the elephant washing pool. In the crowd, there were many peddlers with a bamboo box hanging on their chests, hawking and yelling. Shouting, "Looking at the master's tricks, how can we not make a big statement about our Beiliang's green ant wine", or "buy two jugs of wine, and give a copy of the quotations of the king of Beiliang practicing martial arts in Wudang Mountain". The battle between the two masters on the boulder in the pool was in full swing, and Xu Fengnian's ears were full of applause. Looking around, only when the two masters leaped high, could they be seen. This is probably the so-called floating like a surprise.
Xu Fengnian became interested for some reason, bought some melon seeds and red dates from a certain peddler, stretched his neck on tiptoes like most of the spectators, listened to the explanation of the moves by the spectators around him, and laughed at himself, seeing how other people fight The grandeur, the spectators were like a cloud, and the applause was loud. Compared with the alley confrontation where I and Tuoba Bodhisattva finally fought, it was infinitely more majestic. That's right, it seems that this is the river and lake that I dreamed of when I was young. Xu Fengnian kowtowed the melon seeds slowly, listening to the friendly introduction that didn't charge him half a copper coin, he was very comfortable. According to those gossips around him who are the most well-informed ear gods, Xu Fengnian learned that the two young knights who are displaying their skills heartily are not unknown juniors in the Jianghu. Among them, the Jianghu Toshiyan who wears the famous sword "Five Beams" is the best friend of one of the master's direct disciples. The relationship is a little far away? Is it because ordinary cats and dogs can be related to the direct disciples of the world's new top ten masters? And the local young people in Beiliang who use knives have even more background. It is said that even Xu Fengnian, the king of Beiliang, cherishes his talents, and even personally taught him the two-style and three-stroke knife skills.
Hearing this, Xu Fengnian couldn't help grinning even more than when he heard Dongxi girl claiming to see through Lao Huang's master status at a glance. Just when Xu Fengnian was feeling a little melancholy, the flow of people was forcibly squeezed away. Xu Fengnian turned his head and saw two men walking side by side, both with solemn expressions, one with a long sword in his arms, and the other with his hands behind his back, as if he was about to participate in the competition. Xu Fengnian had no choice but to follow the people around him to make way for the two masters in a battle to compete for the top ten titles in the world. It turned out that after the battle between the two young heroes in Jushi ended, it was the turn of these two more important players. The martial arts heroes competed on stage. One person in Jianghu is called "Jiangnan Meiyu Sword", and another in Jianghu is nicknamed "Central Plains Dragon". Listen, if you have such an awe-inspiring nickname, can you be a hero
When Xu Fengnian gave way to the two heroes, he thought that he didn't seem to have any nicknames that he could come up with so far. The nicknamed heroine Li Dongxi, and the other two are available. Xu Fengnian sighed and knocked on the melon seeds, not only depressed at the moment, but also a little depressed down his crotch.